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May 2014
i can hear my name being called in my dreams, but i never looked back to find out who. i always just kept on running. i've now realized all that runnig was doing, was putting spaceΒ Β between us. i want you back. to hear your voice with true happieness in it. Maybe even have you as my best friend again
Sie
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Sie  22/F/Colorado
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